Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guatemala and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gang Gang Dance to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Mars. All the underground hits.
All Blake Baxter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zapp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Flock of Seagulls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ten City,
David Axelrod,
kango's stein massive,
Dorothy Ashby,
Radio Birdman,
Crime,
Duran Duran,
Moebius,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kas Product,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Colin Newman,
Warren Ellis,
Massinfluence,
Big Daddy Kane,
Max Romeo,
Surgeon,
The Gories,
Ronnie Foster,
Nas,
Gerry Rafferty,
Half Japanese,
Section 25,
Amon Düül,
Gang Green,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
New York Dolls,
Blancmange,
Subhumans,
Cecil Taylor,
The Blues Magoos,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers,
Japan,
Jeff Lynne,
Fat Boys,
Infiniti,
One Last Wish,
Grauzone,
Stetsasonic,
Oneida,
The Names,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camberwell Now,
Eddi Front,
Rosa Yemen,
Marmalade,
The Offenders,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Wyatt,
Hoover,
Siglo XX,
John Lydon,
L. Decosne,
Boz Scaggs,
The Index,
Arcadia,
Kenny Larkin,
Michelle Simonal,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.